February 17, 2012

Balance Sheets

It could be the smallest of things but it's often enough to carry over with your mind well into the next lifetime.

The sound of a heart crumbling into pieces.

The crushing inability to remember just the good that was done over the bad that happened.

The incredibly difficult task of not maintaining a balance sheet of events, good, bad and somewhere in the middle.

The moment when I remember that the sun is glaring into my eyes but forget that exactly the same thing is happening to you too. My humming, your tears. Your weeping, my inexplicable, sudden braking. My audible disappointment, your quiet hopelessness.

Sometimes we expect more from others because we’d be willing to do that much for them.

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